That night, when the Mrs. I and I were snuggling in, the inevitable "who's turn is it to get up and turn off all the lights and make the other person cold?" question came up, I raised a hand and casually waved at each of the three lamps.
One by one they turned off.
Mrs. Ironwood was impressed, but at this phase of our relationship she's unwilling to consider my magical powers to be that profound or useful. So of course I had to reveal the three-button remote control device (Wal-Mart, $9.95), originally intended to command inflatable armies of snowmen, that now gave me control of the very photons, themselves. One for the rope light around the perimeter of the room (great for indirect lighting, the kind you use in conjunction with Barry White), one for the lamp on the dresser, one for the standing torch light. Hang the remote on the bedpost, get comfy, put your cold hands somewhere warm, and then hit the lights
And no one's feet get cold.
Sometimes it can be the smallest, thoughtful little thing that can improve or strengthen things between a Red Pill husband and wife. No one likes an annoying chore, whether it's cleaning a toilet or changing the oil. Something as basic as turning out the lights without getting out of bed can become a token of thoughtful consideration and love, if you do it right. And now every night, after I tuck in the wife, I can crawl in beside her knowing I don't have to get up. The Star Trek-y remote control of the bedchamber also plays up my masculine problem-solving and ingenuity, something that always impresses.
Thank you for sharing your perspectives here. I just went through most everything from your start over this past weekend. Apparently too quickly. Somewhere in all this was a post about what masculinity we bring especially in the context of not being the primary breadwinner. Can you point me to that again?ReplyDelete
Found it - 8 May 2012 - Thank you for the ongoing wisdom here Ian.ReplyDelete
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